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Poster: Mandojammer Date: May 3, 2011 12:12pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Concert Folks

For some reason I seem to attract the one drunken asshat in the crowd who likes to stand and yell indecipherable babblings at the band along the lines of "You guys freakin rock" as they are tuning between songs, or holler for the name of a song they just played. Most experiences are really good ones. FloydFest (yes, another shameless plug) is 4 days of a superb human experience. Even the new era hippie chicks with braided leg hair........

There have only two negative experiences that chapped my ass - and one was more humorous than not. #1 was at a Widespread Panic show in Portsmouth, VA - my son and I were on the rail watching David Schools on the bass when this kid behind us starts smoking crack and blowing the smoke on my son's back. It annoyed the shit out of everyone around us but nobody did much except frown at him. My son turned and politely asked him to stop blowing the smoke on him and the kid popped back with something along the lines of "Fuck off, what are you going to do about it, I have three friends with me." As I turned to ask him how confident he was about the odds suddenly changing from 4:1 to 2:1, three guys in the crowd around us grabbed his three friends. The kid steps into my son's face and all of a sudden went flying backwards as my son delivered a perfectly place strike to his xiphoid process with a Muay Thai front kick. Down he went - and as quickly as it started it ended with his friends dragging him away hollering at him for being an idiot.

#2 was kind of funny - I was at a String Cheese Incident show in Roanoke with my daughter. We were working away up to the front when some guy pushes in front of me and gets between me and my daughter. I tapped him on the shoulder and said excuse me - he turns his head and gives me some smart-assed comment about going up to stand next to his girlfriend and points to my daughter. (You just can't make this stuff up). I laughed, called her name, she turned around and I asked her when she was going to introduce me to her boyfriend. She looked at him and and said (in that patently female derisive way) "Him!?!?! Ewwwwwwww." He took his battered ego and slinked off into the crowd.